(No– XDDDDD)
Dustin stares at the table sullenly. He brushes his thumb over the small bruise on his arm. He couldn't remember how he got it, and it wasn't important. He got bruises all the time. He sighs running his hand through his har. He closes his eyes, trying to will his mind to blankness.
Barren watches as the poor guy's head falls bag, his hair shuffling. This could be a great transition into his entrance. How did he want to approach this though? Surprise? In his mind? Or should he just hold off? No. The timing was great.
Within a few seconds, Barren sat across the table from an unaware dude. He sat his chin on his big hands as he waited for the boy across from him to notice his presence.
Dustin keeps his eyes closed, staying quiet and clearing his mind. He stays unaware of the new presence with him, still drinking from his shake.
(Ill be back in a about an hour and a half)
There were two evil sides to Barren. The impulsive one, that wanted to smack Dustin awake, and the one that just waits. He was unsure what to do, so he sipped a milkshake.
(Slay, me too. See you then!)
Dustin takes a moment and then opens his eyes, jumping slightly, "Holy sh-!" He glares at the man across from him, " What the hell! Who are you?"
(Or, that was the plan, lol)
“Hiii!” Barren says with a ditsy little wave. “I’m Barren, master devil and supreme giver of hugs! And who are you?”
Dustin glares, clearly thinking this a joke and not a funny one. "Go away."
Barren takes a sip and smirks. “Hah, no. But bestie, spill the tea. What’s going on?” His eyes softened and grew more genuine as the sentence continued.
"I'm not your bestie, I don't even know you."
Barren smiled. “Well then, I’ve got quite the tough crowd! Tell me something about yourself. Let’s get to know each other,” he said, sitting back and folding his arms.
Dustin glares at him, then grabs his shake, moving to a new table.
With a facepalm, Barren decides to skip to the point. "I hear you're low on luck. Care to elaborate? I can help you."
Dustin sighs, “Look, I don’t know you. Why would I open up to you?”
“Because I’m here to help. I’m not going to hurt you. Ok? If you’d prefer to go to somewhere more private, I’m down with that. I just need you to open up to me, unless you want your luck to plummet downwards.”
"How can y luck sink even lower than it is now?" Dustin shakes his head slighlty.
"I understand that. I do. But, I"ve got an offer to make. If you want me to leave, then I can. But I really think you need this. So, what'll it be? Yes or no?" Barren says, munching on some fries he ordered.
Dustin sighs, “Fine. What is it.”
([insert, one moment, I must think about what the deal is, here])
(XDD, I was thinking maybe servitude? Or, idk-)
(OK! So, like, him being an assistant of Barren's family to eventually gain higher power? Or vice versa?)
(Dustin would work for Barren’s family. My idea was that he would work for Barrens family. Having to do all the dirty work—)
(Ok. Sounds great. Is it all working towards a big goal?)
(Uhh— haven’t thought that far— OHHH— what id, since demons live a lot longer than mortals, his parents have a thing against Dustins fam? And sent Barren to try and loop him in. Taking advantage of Dunstin’s moment of weakness?)
(Oh my gosh, yas. So, loop him in to do work and grab him in his moment of weakness? I promise I'll start back up soon, XD)
(Yeah— punishment and torment? Lol, sorry, I have a taste for drama-)
(Slay. Let's do this. Here we go!)
"Great! If you haven't noticed, I'm a demon! I'm here to recruit you!" Barren exclaims giddily.
Dustin rases an eyebrow, “You think I’ll agree to a demon deal?”
Barren smirks. "Well, it comes with some benefits. You'll get away from the wretched world you're in."